Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Unlocking the Heart


Songs and Places has been an enriching journey through the heart of the roots of traditional American music! I loved how through a select few of American musicians, we were able to survey American history and culture to gain insight into music’s pure inspiration. I particularly enjoyed learning what lies behind this country’s deeply rooted culture.

Through this class, I learned how to analyze metaphorical lyrics and compare them to the singer’s life, American life, and most importantly, my life. This rich ability has allowed me to be more inspired and appreciate this new inspiration. Through learning how others inspire, I have learned how to inspire, too.

One of the most significant things I have learned in this class is how to translate new topics into my own way of thinking. Whether it be through historical influences, emotions, dance, or my math world, I found so many new ways to absorb new topics.

Songs and Places has also helped me formulate educated opinions and hypotheses—a skill needed no matter what your future. I will cherish this development in all of my classes to come!

Furthermore, Songs and Places has taken me down a new artistic path. At the beginning of the semester, I started out with creative uses of clay, felt, and boxes. As the semester progressed, I became more comfortable with charcoal and pastel. While I am still no Leonardo De Vinci and never will be, I have developed an interest in something I had never even given any thought in. I plan to continue drawing, as I have loved the freedom and expression that it, much like dance, allows.

My favorite song was “This Land is Your Land.” It was written as a reaction to the Great Depression and Great Dust Bowl, and helped America keep an eye on what it truly was made for. America was meant to preserve our freedom, allowing us to be whoever we want to be. In America, we are allowed to learn and think how we want to, and see beauty in variance. Most importantly, we choose the path that we want to ride. This song helped me understand the Great Depression from the American people’s view at the time because of its strong influence in my life. It helped me understand and love my country more! Interestingly, I held a very strong connection to this song even as a toddler, and I fond memories of my sister and me singing this in sign language during grade school! This semester, I was also able to relate this favorite song to my math world, which is where everything makes the most sense to me. I feel that this, along with my direct connection to this particular song, really helped me gain true emotional insight of those living in that moment. 

Of course, through connecting that song to my math world, I felt entitled to exploring why math made me understand things so much better. I have decided that it is not that math makes me understand things, but it is that we all have our own weird language. Our majors are a further exploration of our mind’s language. So by using our majors to explore new subjects, it is like translating from a foreign language into our own.

Most importantly, I have learned so many new songs! I love the inspiration and hope they offer to the world! I have kept all of the books and downloads so that I can continue to enjoy this class’s gift for years to come! Thank you Professor Dubovsky!

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Magic is Home


I loved the Chicago week! I had so much fun! I decided to dance for this one because in the summer just before I had knee surgery, I was going to go to Joffrey Chicago’s ballet intensive. That is the first (and only thing) that I really associate with Chicago. It was fun to see where it would go! :)

This week I decided to focus on Muddy Water’s “I Feel Like Going Home.” I think it was a great depiction of the artists’ feelings after they spent some time in Chicago. All of these phenomenal musicians grew up in smaller towns in the south, many self-taught. Their music became so loved worldwide that, I feel, that they lost sight of why they began singing to begin with. Most began singing as a way to cope with their hard-working lives—it inspired hope in them. As they grew older, it took over their lives and drove them out of their homes, into the big city.

I, personally, do not like the fact that they chose to flip their life upside down to “improve” their music. Their music was good because it was real. A year ago, I think I would have thought differently, as I was pretty similar to that mindset in my swimming, myself. For example, I began to get psyched out that everyone had the six hundred dollar tech suits that make you swim fast. But I have come to realize that your swimming abilities only depend on what you do in practice—your technique, stroke work, and pacing. Most importantly, you swim hard in practice because you have a passion for swimming, and you choose to make it your own. I feel that the tech suit is comparable to Chicago’s equipment (the amps and electric guitars and drum sets, etc) because it takes away from the real you.





Well, now it getting,
Late on into the evening and I feel like, like blowing my home.
When I woke up this morning, all I, I had was gone.
Now it getting, Late on into the evening, man now, I feel lie, like blowing my home.
Well now, woke up this morning, all I had was gone.
He has been in Chicago for a while now, and he has realized that he would rather be in his hometown.
He has woken up to reality that the true beauty of his music was in its real, common man sense, and not in the equipment he had available to him. This is all missing, and the tech industry has eaten away at his musical talent.
He wants to go home to revive HIS music.
Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run in, into the sea,
If I don’t find my baby, somebody gonna sure bury me.
Brooks run into the ocean, man, that ole ocean run into the sea,
Well now, if I don’t find my baby Chile, somebody sure gonna bury me.
The brook is analogous to his hometown. He feels that his hometown is what inspired his music, and it carried him to the ocean (Chicago). Chicago is like the ocean because it is big, scary, risky, and basically nothing like the brook/hometown. An entirely different ecosystem! The sea is, again, smaller than the ocean, as he has returned to his hometown. Yet this is still larger than the brook because he has gained new insight to his music, so he himself has grown.

If he doesn’t revive his real music (finding his baby), he will have nothing left in his life. He sings for hope and inspiration, and without his music, he is nothing—might as well be buried.
Well, minutes seemed like hours, an hour don’t it seem like days?
Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way,
Minutes seemed like hours, an hour seemed like days,
Well now, seems like my baby child, whoo-hoo well, child,
Would stop her low down ways.
In Chicago, he tried very hard to let his music adapt to the new style, but it didn’t get very far. It was as if he just kept spinning his wheels (felt like he was really going somewhere), but really just sat in place (the “hours” were really just minutes).

He expected that his music would leave its southern rhythm behind and adapt, but it was stubborn. Instead, it held close to its roots.






That is the link to my dance. Please let me know if the link does not work! I have the privacy settings as “unlisted”—I have only used youtube one other time, so I don’t really know what I am doing with that sort of thing!


In the dance below, I hoped to depict the nervousness that the artists must have felt when arriving in chicago. The dance moves pretty quickly in some parts where the music is quieter—this is to describe the hard work that they were putting in that led to nowhere. In the end, running home, they see a spot of hope, and use it to revive their real music, where their music lifts its magic back up.


Thursday, November 19, 2015

Chasing Dreams


This love song, Careless Love, gives me a breath of inspiration to follow my dreams and not let the dark clouds obscure my path!


Love, O love, O careless love,
Love, O love, O careless love,
Love, O love, O careless love,
You see what careless love has done.
I like to think of love as referring to life’s dreams. People will do crazy things to reach their goals in their lifelong passion.
Its gone and broke this heart of mine,
Its gone and broke this heart of mine,
Its gone and broke this heart of mine,
Itll break that heart of yours sometime.
In trying to reach our lifelong goals, we will hit road blocks—breaking our hearts, thinking our future is over. However, we go back and break through these blocks at some point, fighting back to reach our dreams.
When I wore my apron low (3x)
You’d follow me through rain or snow
When we keep our mind “low,” i.e., focused on the present and not in the clouds wandering about in the future, our passion follows with us in our hearts no matter where we are.
Now my apron strings won’t pin (3x)
You pass my door and won’t come in.
Yet, sometimes our mind will start to wander and worry whether our future will meet our dreams. [Our mind has opened up to the demons that invade our positivity.] Our minds can even eat away at our passions, making them leave—it may seem as though a dark cloud has been pushing us away from a “normal” life.
I cried last night and the night before (3x)
Gonna cry tonight and cry no more
We have cried over this many a times, but tonight will be the last night.
How I wish that train would come (3x)
And take me back where I come from.
Our mind will jump out of the dark clouds, into the nurturing brain, where we can be taken back to our path of passion.
I love my mama and papa, too (3x)
I’d leave them both for lovin’ you
In following our passion, we will separate from our loved ones.
Now you see what careless love will do (3x)
Make you kill yourself and your sweetheart, too.
Following a passion without looking back can make you work hard, doubt your prior choices, leave behind loved ones. However, in following your passion, you are also ridding yourself of a boring, normal life—you are free and can follow your heart. 
Many a po’ girl has left her home (3x)
For love, O love, O careless love.
Many people, especially those who begin with a poor life, seek out a better life and decide to chase down their dreams. While people do put themselves at risk in chasing down dreams, it is worth transforming dreams to reality.

 

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I see this to be similar to quantum superposition, which states that any two quantum states can be superposed (added together) to give another quantum state. Mathematically, this is expressed in Schrodinger’s equation—since it is linear, any linear combination of solutions is also a solution.

In life, we only see one present (one solution or quantum state), but we don’t see the other possible presents (most are mental states) that trail around us. The unused presents continue creating a path for us, waiting for us to switch visions and follow them.

Schrodinger did a thought experiment on a cat. (Thank goodness—since I am an animal lover—it was only visualized and did not physically happen). He saw that when a poison bottle shattered and spilled onto a cat (timed by radioactivity), for a moment, in the present, the cat was both dead and alive. However, humans would only see the cat as either dead or alive. The optimistic person may see him as alive, while the pessimistic person may see him as dead. While I am not necessarily a fan of the dead cat part of this, the point here is that people choose to think optimistically, pessimistically, or (more rare, but sometimes possible) realistically. Neither is wrong—they are both there and are natural ways of thinking—just different.

In life, we will be chasing our passion. Some will never see anything but a golden future, and some will see nothing but doom. However, many will go through what we call phases. We think that this is the best life we could ever have; then we see what we missed while following this dream and think it was all a mistake. We circle back around, returning to our dreamland again and realize why we chose this-- life is great again. Life is a rollercoaster, jumping from mental states.

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The large ball in the center is to depict the present we currently see. I made it bright colored because I tend to see things almost too optimistically.  This is how I currently see the present. The cloud around it with the dots is to depict the hands that reach out of this present to pull you into its vision. I see it as a magnet, and if your present begins to fade away, the dots in the cloud will pull you into that present. The swooshy colors are to depict the paths that others took from their previous vision to get to this present.

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The white strings are the connectors between presents—the path one takes to switch presents. Again the ball in the center is the present that I see. The other two are other presents that I am near to (the purple is to symbolize ambition and energy and the green is to symbolize nature and purity). The others, are faded to symbolize their distance, as they are the presents I do not think I will ever see the world through. The colors in these were mostly at random, since there are so many visions of the world that I will never get a chance to see through.

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I have included all of my drawings because I was interested to learn that the more I made, the more variations I had on the subject. I had not expected this, but it reminded me of how folk songs impact. Professor Dubovsky has said that most folk singers never sing a song the same way twice. The variations in my art reflect this, but also made me wonder: will we ever see the world the same way as we do right now? I do not think that we will. Our experiences in the world keep changing—the people we meet, the things that we do. Every time we make a mistake, we learn about ourselves and the world around us. Every minute of our lives is a learning experience, and our perspective of the world is never the same again.
 
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At the beginning of the semester when I read “Negro Music in White America,” it hit me hard that white Americans accepted Negro music before the people themselves. Rereading these passages after having studied their music over the past few weeks, I am now hit with how the cruelty of white Americans shaped the Negro music.  This almost seems unreal—that such good could come from something so horrible and cruel.  Under no circumstances should the suffering and cruelty ever be considered acceptable or tolerable.  At the same time, the African Americans’ ability to cope through their gospel music and their ability to self-learn how to play instruments (instead of being taught how to play the white man’s way) led to creations that probably never would have come to be with different circumstances.

Leadbelly, Elizabeth Cotton, and Mississippi John Hurt were all self-taught, and they all had their own unique style that never would have been created had they had formal lessons. They were all from poor families, and grew up on farms at a young age. They likely learned to use music to cope with their misfortunate lives from their family. They learned how to play music, though, by picking up a guitar and plucking at strings until it sounded good. They never had someone teach them “proper” hand position or the formal chords—they made their own, which turned out to be even better than the formal, proper ones.

Had they not grown up in poverty on a farm working physical labor, then they either never would have had an interest in music or they would have been (most likely) given formal lessons to learn the “proper” way. The musical world would have had little to no innovation, especially from a child’s perspective (as most learned to play as a child). Therefore, the golden outside appearance of their beloved music came from the dark, terrible living conditions they were given. (Again, I am 100% against what these poor African Americans had to go through), but this only gives me a deeper appreciation for them to not be afraid to show the world who they truly were through their music. They were able to turn lemons into lemonade.

A Look at the Heart


Last week, in class, Professor Dubovsky said something of the sort that while it can be hard to get people out of their major, sometimes it is better off that way. I feel that it is necessary to address why our major can open us up to new ideas.


My major is math, and I cannot remember not thinking about math. It has been a part of me forever. Math follows me in a cloud, wherever I go. On car rides, whether we were going to Safeway, Disneyland or New Mexico, my math was there, too.  Papers covered in math, scattered throughout the car, was a norm. Through the years, my passion for math only grew stronger, and I enrolled in an online program, plugging away at these as a hobby.  I have been so immersed in math my entire life that I cannot imagine myself without it. It is a pathway to my childhood.

I am sure that this is how everybody feels about their major—Hannah had said that she is still using the same pastels from when she was 7 years old, and if I remember correctly, she is an art major.

Our majors are not just something that we are supposed to know a lot about; they are direct pathways to our souls. They bring out the child in us, and they help us think more creatively, passionately, analytically—even just think more.

As this is the last week of class, I have been looking back on my projects. The ones that I allowed my cloud of math to adventure with me came out better because of this. It is not because math is some fancy, magical entity that makes life work better. It is because math is what is deeply buried in my heart, so my heart spills out all over the page when I tap into it. I hope, and continue to think, that this is how everyone’s major is to them. Never let that change. It is the best sight of music and life one could have. It is beautiful because it is you.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Free From the Fourth


“This Land is Your Land” is one of my favorite all time songs! As a child, my sister and I sang this all over the house, learned it in sign language, and choreographed dances to it. It empowered me then and still empowers me to think my own thoughts, learn my own way, and feel free with who I am.




Although Woodie Guthrie wrote the song as a reaction to the Great Depression and Great Dust Bowl in hopes of improving the poor treatment of labor workers, it hit all of America’s heart just as much as it hit mine, as a third grader and as I read it today. In other words, its popularity stems from the idea that this country has a place for everybody.

 

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
America is a place where you can be your own self. We pride ourselves that we have the freedom to be who we want [line 4], and that stems all the way back from our roots. The colonists that came here were nonconformists of Great Britain—either they sought freedom from taxation or freedom from religion.
People are different, just as the land is. The land is allowed to express its uniqueness, and people see it as beauty. So people should be treated the same—different is beautiful. I feel that this has been the mission statement of the United States of America even before its birth. (However, people’s natural instinct to reject social variance occasionally obscures this mission.)
As I was walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me that golden valley
This land was made for you and me
Here, in America, we are free to be separate people with individual minds and ways of learning.
He is taking just one of the infinitely many paths in life’s existence [line 1&2], and here in America, you are allowed to do that. 
(For example, we have many educational systems to choose from, and you can even choose to make your own. We are also free to choose our own career path, extracurriculars, religion, values, and lifestyles. Most importantly, at any point in life, we can change any of these paths.)
In our search for our own path that suits our needs, we are allowed to make mistakes, but we can use our mistakes to empower our journey [line 3]. Specifically, I like to think of the “golden valley” as the mistakes that lead to the best path for you.
I’ve roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me, a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
He chose the path that he wanted to take [line 1], and he was able to find the beauty and goodness in something that, on the surface, did not appear appealing. The voice in line 3 refers to America—its mission statement was that people should be able to choose their own life, and keep ahold of the hidden treasures one finds in life.
When the sun came shining and I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting, a voice was chanting
This land was made for you and me
In life, we will often see things as we want them to be, and later get hit hard by the disasters that come in the way. Yet with patience and persistence, we get past these disasters and learn from them.
As I went walking, I saw a sign there
On the sign it said “No Trespassing”
But on the other side it didn’t say nothing
That side was made for you and me!
In life, people will tell you that you cannot do a certain thing [line 2]. However, they are usually wrong. This country was built around giving people infinite options—so that when you decide to change paths, you can, no matter how far you have already traveled on a previous path. Thus, all the paths of life are almost always open to you in America [line 3&4]. You can follow as many and change as often as you like.
In the squares of the city, in the shadow of a steeple
By the relief office, I seen my people
As they stood there hungry I stood there asking
Is this land made for you and me?
Seeing the many people whose lives are not as beautiful as others made him wonder if they could have had it better if they had tried. The shadow of the tower implies that they are hidden in the darker parts of the city. This along with “hungry” implies that they are homeless.
Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking that freedom highway
Nobody living can make me turn back
This land was made for you and me
In America, we can do as we please. Our path is ours, and no one can kick us off of it [line 1] or convince us that it is the wrong one [line 3]. We should follow our heart, follow that path [line 2], and no one can or will ever interfere with that.

 

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His Song Corresponded to My Interests

This American freedom in infinite space, with infinite roads, reminds me of Hilbert space in mathematics. Hilbert space is a controversial, abstract vector space of both finite and infinite dimensions. Within Hilbert space are many maps, transforms, and functions that allow you to jump from set to set with the same equivalent values. These maps, transfroms, and functions are very similar to the nearly infinite paths that we desire to take. The paths go in all different directions—similar to Hilbert space having infinite dimensions. However, it also has finite dimensions, locking you inside of those—especially the fourth dimension. Here, the first three are what we see, but the fourth is gravity. Gravity can travel through time, and it is stuck behind bars watching what happened/happens, but unable to change it. I feel that this corresponds to Great Britain trying to restrain the freedom that America sought—we are the gravity, stuck behind bars, watching our freedom hide, and living a life that we were forced into.
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Artwork's Inspiration

I based my artwork off of Hilbert space, and its correlation to America. The bar-like structure is to represent the fourth dimension/Great Britain. The colorful explosive-looking space is Hilbert space/American freedom. I hoped to depict that while it is easy to get our minds trapped in what we think we should do, we need to remember that we can do anything with our freedom in America.
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Guthrie’s Personality:

Guthrie had a very curious outlook on life, and he was always learning about his surroundings—his home, family, friends, musical influences, nature—everything. For example, he learned to play much of his early music from his father. I feel that this perspective likely greatly impacted his intelligence. It is through exploration based from curiosity that many learn best, and I feel that this is most likely the case with Guthrie. I suspect that he would use his experiences to gain a deeper understanding and appreciation for the world around him, and thus, have a deeper insight in his music.

Guthrie’s Dark Times:

It was in the heart of the Great Depression that Woody Guthrie decided to turn to music as a career—was this just a coincidence? I doubt it. The Great Depression had millions of people losing their jobs and homes. The power of music could help them cope. It is important to note that Woodie Guthrie’s situation was much worse than most. During the Depression, the Great Plains (he lived in Oklahoma) experienced the Great Dust Storm, making it virtually impossible to support his family. I feel that he probably turned to music to liven up his new family (he had just married and had three children in 1933). He also discovered another talent—painting and drawing—during this same time. This was likely a way for him to express himself during these dark times.

Guthrie—A spokesman for the common man:

Guthrie first became a spokesman for the common man when he escaped the Great Dust Storm and headed to California in search of work.  He hitchhiked, hopped freight trains headed towards California, and sang for his meals in the hobo and migrant camps of displaced farmers and laborers. Many of his songs were about the poor conditions faced by these working class people—so here, in the camps, he became a musical spokesman for labor issues. When he reached California, the reality of children starving next to rich farms, as well as big businesses keeping work wages low, provoked him to dive deeper into politics and sing loud on these issues.

 Although he sang for survival, his passion and concern for the common man is not surprising.  First, the impact of his childhood-- living with just his siblings and working odd jobs, begging for food and shelter, while his mother was institutionalized and his father was in Texas working to pay off real estate debts—shaped him into a common struggling American.  Here, he proved himself a common man. He was one who could relate with the laborers concerns, and they could appreciate him as well. At the same time, his father’s fall from prosperity (as a businessman) to bankruptcy (during Gunthrie’s childhood) left Gunthrie with a sour feeling about money and wealth.  This caused him to speak out in support for the common man, who he felt was being stomped on by business.  Most importantly, though, the message he wanted to send to the workers was that which his father taught him---never get down and never give up.  The reader describes how his father told him to react to the Sooner cyclone, “When the straight winds pass over and the twisting winds crawl in the air like a rattlesnake in boiling water, let’s you and me holler back at it and laugh it back to where it come from!”(62). Much of this attitude shined through in his songs.

Gunthrie’s influence on Pete Seeger:

Woody Gunthrie influenced Peter Seeger to hitchhike, hop freight trains, and sing in nightclubs, in order to reach people.  Seeger had come from Old New England Puritans, who thought that nightclubs were for the wicked and criminal folks.  Gunthrie showed him the other side---the nightclub was a place for the common people.  After six months of singing in the nightclubs, Seeger said he learned so much from the night clubs and that “The Weavers [were] ready to make some records.”
 

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Riding the Staff


Huddie Ledbetter, known as “Lead Belly,” is one of our country’s most intriguing legends—a folk-blues singer, songwriter, and guitarist with a violent criminal background.  

Quick Facts on Lead Belly’s Life

Lead Belly was born in Louisiana in 1885 on a plantation, and his family moved to a farm in Texas when he was five years old.  By the age of 16 he was considered a “drifter,” working in one field after another, and playing his accordion, 6 and 12 string guitar, bass and harmonica in the heart of rich cultural blues music. From his travels he learned blues, spiritual, cowboy songs, prison hollers, reels, and folk ballads. By 1917, he was the “lead boy” to Blind Lemon Jefferson. However, with a hot temper and massive strength, he continually found himself in Southern prisons. He was found guilty of murder in 1917 and sentenced to prison in 1918.  However, through his persuasive singing to the prison guards and Governor Pat Morris Neff, he was pardoned and released in 1925. He was sentenced again in 1930 (this time in Angola State Prison) for attempted murder. He spent several years behind bars until Lomax sought him out for recordings for the Library of Congress.  Then, between his persuasive music and recordings, as well as the help of Lomax, the governor of Texas pardoned him after his minimum sentence.

Lead Belly later moved to New York, working as a chauffeur for John Lomax, but occasionally performed. The last 15 years of his life, he found a new audience in the leftist folk community—he befriended many musicians, such as Pete Seeger and Woody Guthrie. Similar to Guthrie, Lead Belly performed for labor unions and political rallies in his later years.

Lead Belly was nicknamed “King of the Twelve-String Guitar,” because of his high-pitched vocals and powerful, percussive guitar playing. He recorded for many labels (such as Folkways), and he performed tirelessly (yet still living in mild poverty).

Shortly after Lead Belly’s death in 1949 (of Lou Gehrig’s disease), the Weavers sold 2 million copies of their recording of Lead Belly’s “Goodnight Irene.” Pete Seeger said “it’s one more case of black music being made famous by white people.”  Hence his fame finally caught up with him when he died.



I particularly liked this image of Lead Belly. It reminded me of the quote that Professor Dubovsky always reminds us of—when you sing the word love, you have to mean it. A few classes ago, he described that the singer who said this (I believe it was Lomax, but I am not entirely sure), would always stare off into the distance whenever he sung about love. While Lead Belly’s songs were not typically about love, I suspect that this quote still applies to him. He was very passionate (and loved) music, as it has given him a second chance in life. It is likely that his music reminds him of how grateful and dependent he is on music. http://www.audiofemme.com/flashback-friday-goodnight-irene/

Thoughts About His Story:

The main idea of Lead Belly’s story that hit me the hardest is that music changes lives and cleanses the soul. Here is a man who was born into a sharecropping family and in jail, having been convicted of murder, yet his and Lomax’s passion for music were able to convince two governors of Louisiana to set him free with a minimum sentence.

In parallel to Lead Belly, is the nation’s history of social equality. The first sign of acceptance of African Americans was that American culture absorbed African American music. Their music was a part of our country before we let them be, too. White landlords would take nearly all of the African American shareholder’s crops, yet they would purchase and enjoy their music. It took a while for us to accept them as well as we had accepted their music. Music empowered the struggle for equality, and without it, our nation most likely never would have reached equality.



I researched, and this is Jeter Plantation—the farm that he grew up on in Louisiana. I believe that this is the house he lived in, and the large white one far off in the distance is the mansion that the landlord lived in. The picture really gives me the image of the poor treatment and minimal respect that Lead Belly received during these times and greatly influenced his music. 

 Song Interpretations:

For this week, I focused on “Take This Hammer.” I was able to really connect this song to the emotions that must have been pounding through his heart and soul. I found the song to depict his prison life, quite well.

 It was common for songs, such as “Take This Hammer” to start out as work songs in the plantations, as African Americans were forced to work there, even nearly a century after slavery was abolished. Since this song was passed down to Lead Belly in the prison, it is likely that it originated from the sharecropping life. They were probably fed up with their work in the fields as sharecroppers and hoped to seek out a better life. They had more pride than to continue to do all the work but get hardly nothing to live with.

As for Leadbelly, I feel the song greatly represented his prison life, and he is upset with the way that he was treated there. His music has freed him, though, as the Lomax’s have come to salvage his musical talent. Below, I have described the way that the lines and stanzas correspond to his prisoner story, as I feel that this is the most prominent correlation between his life and his music.

Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Take this hammer, carry it to the captain
Tell him I’m gone
Tell him I’m gone
The hammer is symbolic of the hard physical labor he would do in the prison
He tells the audience to give it to the captain to symbolize that the captain (prison guard) will have to do his own work now, as he has left.
If he asks you was I runnin’
If he asks you was I runnin’
If he asks you was I runnin’
Tell him I was flyin’
Tell him I was flyin’
It is likely the captain will ask if Lead Belly ran away, but he did not. He left with his pride and his magic of music—he was flying with joy that his music has freed him.
If he asks you was I laughin’
If he asks you was I laughin’
If he asks you was I laughin’
Tell him I was cryin’
Tell him I was cryin’
It is likely that the captain will believe that Lead Belly was laughing at the fact that he basically was excused for murder because of his music. But he did not laugh. __. He says he was crying to depict these emotions.
They want to feed me cornbread and molasses
They want to feed me cornbread and molasses
They want to feed me cornbread and molasses
But I got my pride
Well, I got my pride
This symbolizes the poor conditions Lead Belly lived with in the prison. He was innutritious foods, but not only that—the words “feed me” almost depict that he was treated like a pet, rather than an equal human being. He is leaving with his pride, as he realizes that he is worth more than this.

 

Here, I feel that the order of the verses helps tell the story the best. The first stanza must go first to inform the audience that he was in prison and will be leaving. The last stanza is a strong way to end the song. Stating that he has his pride shows that he is leaving the prison just as strong, emotionally, as when he went in. It shows that he is proud of his music and who he is. The two stanzas belong in the middle, as I see them more as supporting stanzas. The second shows that his music freed him, which is why he flew out (free) versus ran out (escaped). This is important to have right after informing the audience that he is leaving prison. The third stanza is just as strong as the others, as he shows that he is still emotional. It is also a good way to tie in the new freedom with his pride-filled emotions.

Upon reading “Goodnight Irene” after knowing that Lead Belly was convicted of murder, I came to the  conclusion that he murdered Irene (possibly for not loving him back—who knows-- especially the way he says that he will see her in his dreams). However, after extensive researching on who Irene really was, I discovered that some claim that no one knows (but I am sure that some musical scholars have some hypotheses about it at least). However, Irene certainly was not the person he killed. (It turned out that he was actually convicted of stabbing a man to death, and obviously, Irene is not a man.)

As I continued to read about the unknown mystery of Irene, I grew curious and determined to find at least one hypothesis. Here is the link to one that I found. I do not necessarily agree with it, as I feel that Irene was more than just a gambling night—especially considering that the song was passed down from his uncle, but in case anyone is curious: http://www.paddyg.f9.co.uk/igas/irene.htm

Meanwhile, I was able to find the book The Life and Legend of Leadbelly online, and it had quite a bit of information. (I am not sure where the link will take you, but page 52-53 in the book are very useful: https://books.google.com/books?id=iJhS9BaFFjIC&pg=PA52#v=onepage&q&f=false .) In the book, I was surprised to learn that the song was passed down, and he learned it from his uncle. (I thought that he had written the song.) I wonder what inspired him to revise the song.

 

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With Lead Belly’s fame with “The Rock Island Line,” I was surprised to learn that he did not write the song, but heard it from a prison work gang at Arkansas State Prison (Kelly Pace). He then rearranged it and later performed/recorded it. It primarily discusses the Rock Island and Pacific Railroad in Chicago that trails all the way down to New Orleans. New Orleans has a tollgate that all the trains have to pass through, unless they have certain items on board. One man passed through the tollgate with pig iron on board, but lied and said he only had livestock. This way, he could get through the gate for free.

In Professor Dubovsky’s post, he writes that the English Skiffle Band figure, Lonnie Donnegan (in the 1950’s) recorded and copyrighted the song as his own, basically stealing it. While this was wrong, it is important to note that the first time the song was recorded, in 1934 by Lomax, it had the original singer—the prisoner from the work yard. But then Lomax recorded it with other artists, and finally,  Lead Belly recorded it.  Before the blink of an eye, there were at least five artists who had recorded their own version of the song.  Thus, the song was ‘stolen’ and revised about four or five times before Lonnie Donnegan finally put an end to the stealing of the song by copyrighting it. In fact, I feel that the song is most associated with Lomax and Lead Belly, even though Donnegan claimed it as his own later on.


The one above is recorded in 1944 by Lead Belly. It is pretty standard—what I had expected.


The recording above is the original in 1934 with Alan Lomax and Kelly Pace. This version is slower and has a more relaxed feel to it. The one before this (and most recent versions) have a faster pace, as if the train is going to come soon, so they need to hurry and finish the song to make the train on time.

One other thing about this version was that they had replaced the stanza “A-B-C double X-Y-Z/Cat’s in the cupboard but he cant see me” for something else (I could not tell what they were saying very well). I thought it was interesting that this verse somehow got added in at some point of the song’s trailing from singer to singer. I wonder what it meant and how/why it was added. –maybe someone in class could answer this question.


I liked this version’s introduction the most because it helped explain the background of the song. This information is included in my description of the song before the links to the different versions.

I liked the passion that he had for his music—he is really into his music and the audience can definitely tell. He is very excited and his voice changes throughout the song just the perfect way that helps tell the story of the song even better. However, I feel that he is so excited that it got too fast. The song is already a pretty quick song, but Donnegan’s speed took away from the song a little. The passion he had for the song only lasted for about a minute and a half and then the song was over. I feel that the audience could have comprehended more of the song and enjoyed it even more if he had gone just a tad bit slower.

I liked his voice—it was very unique. I am not sure how to describe it, but the energy just bounced out of the speakers in my computer and vibrated throughout my entire room. It was great—I loved it.

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“Midnight Special” is a song that Lead Belly picked up while in prison. The first few sources I found stated that Midnight special refers to a Midnight Special Passenger Train, with its “ever-loving light.” However, there was no train that ran at the time the song was written. Therefore, the song must have been referring to the Southern Pacific’s Golden Gate Limited train, which ran from Houston to New Orleans.

The train in the song represents the freedom in their hearts and souls running wild, even though their physical bodies are trapped inside their jail cells. It runs free, all the way from Texas to Louisiana, which is where Lead Belly was originally from. It is possible that he may want to return to his homeland in Louisiana, especially after all that he has been through. 

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I believe that “In the Pines” was to relate to the night of murdering Will Stafford. He speaks of “black girl,” who is likely the girl that he was fighting over the night of the murder. The murder also took place in “in the pines” and it was cold and dark that night, just as the song says “where the sun never shines.”
The only thing that puzzled me was the last verse before the last chorus repetition. It speaks of a murder, where a head was found on the road, but the body was never found. When Lead Belly murdered Will Stafford, he shot him—he did not decapitate him. I am left to believe that since they do speak of murder of the girl’s husband (in the video he definitely liked her, so I think it is fair to assume he was her husband), that this is still what the song refers to.

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Videos

I believe that the video is hard to come by due to the social context placed on the races. All of the prisoners are African American, while the scholars (Lomax) and the prison guard are both white and dressed in nice clothes. It gives the false idea that African Americans are violent (that is why they are in prison) and poor (in prison, no one is wealthy usually), and that whites are rich (the nice clothes) and educated (fulfilling careers).

One example is when the guard hands Lead Belly over to the scholars, he tells them to be careful because this “Nigger” is a real bad one. He did not say man or prisoner, but he put an unnecessary race on the title.

Furthermore, when the two men are fighting over the woman, their aggressive behavior could be claimed that it was targeted to mean that African Americans are aggressive (even though this is false).

If anyone is interested in watching the full movie (2 hours), I have included the link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bt5Y4fKY5Qw (to be honest, I did not have time to watch the whole thing.  But I saved it for when I do find the time, as I found the first 15 minutes to be quite interesting.)

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I think it is important to note that the video was from 1935— in the middle of the Great Depression. I feel that this video was sent out towards everyone in America as a sign for hope. I am assuming that at this point, Lead Belly was pretty well known, as was his story. It was most likely meant to be inspiration that although everyone’s lives are tough and impoverished at the time of viewing the video, life can make a sharp turn at any point. In Lead Belly’s life, he went from a prisoner to a famous musician in hardly any time at all—all because Lomax went song collecting and found the right songster. This could happen to anyone. Nearly everyone’s lives were impoverished, but the video was to inspire them that their life could turn around and improve at any point in time.

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Finally, the last question was the most obvious question. Who was Lead Belly? Overall, my perspective on who Lead Belly was is pretty simple: he is a hard-working, emotional, and talented musician, whose temper could get him into trouble, but whose music overpowered any other action he could ever do. His music not only unlocked him from his jail cell, but opened the doors to equality in America.


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In my drawing, I chose to draw a Pegasus to depict the power of music. Music frees the soul, just as it freed Lead Belly from prison. Music is so powerful that it is almost like magic. Lead Belly was a hardcore criminal, but the music freed him and cleansed his soul, allowing him to lead a beautiful, talented life in the end.

Music is also what empowered social equality. America accepted African American’s music into their culture, but could not accept the people themselves. Their music stirred the world to realize that African Americans should be treated equally, just as their music was treated equal compared to other styles.  These thoughts have opened my mind to just how powerful music is in life, in general---it soothes pain, celebrates joy, and inspires us to reach our dreams.

 
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